Anything and Everything

The beginning

Life, can something be so deep yet be taken so lightly and be the front of so many jokes. I don't know about you but I take it seriously but that's not what this book is about so than what is it about...

That's the thing I'm just writing, is that weird don't most people have a general idea in mind when beginning the endeavour of writing a novel I don't know, are not these people inspired or have experience something in life worth sharing and worth telling of ? But that's not what this book is about...

This book is a about a man just an ordinary man who abides by the rules and goes through the motions of life this man has no name. Infact what even is a name , our parents give us this name and are we defined by that name or does it govern our actions and outcomes in life but that's not what this book is about ....

It's about an ordinary guy who lives by the rules and is searching for love isn't ? No like i said this story means nothing but yet has the deepest meaning or no meaning at all ,just a fool writing some words down not knowing what he is saying . A story with no structure with no point or purpose or is it a story that imposes a question invokes thought . Nah it's just a disfunctional story used to waste time isn't ?

It's about time i continue this story maybe I've waited too long and why. Why would i have waited so long to continue something. Well obviously I started writing for some reason was it that I lost interest or what ? Is not that how life is ? But that's not what the story is about....

Alot has changed since i embarked on this attempt to write something worth reading . When i began i was a mere fool, a lonely fool searching for something. A hopeless romantic who wasn't good at romance . But that's not what this book is about...

The man refered to earlier, the man without a name has finally found what he was searching for or what he thinks he was. Sometimes we search for what we think we need . We long for it . It consumes our every thought and when we finally get it, if we do  . It's not what we expected . Not that grand. Or maybe you realise you've always had it . But just in a different form or the moment you obtain what seemed so unobtainable you realise...

Wait a second is this what this book is about. Finally found a reason to this madness  of a tale , finally a purpose to this nonsensical story but no this is not what this book is about...

But i think it's time to finally conclude on this chapter, to put an end to this monotonous book. I commenced writing this book to fascinate and intrigue people but i guess i got lost in finding the true meaning of writing this. Or maybe i lacked the capability of conveying what i set out to do . After every part in the book, after every moment I could take the book somewhere I added' this is not what the book is about...' I did that cause maybe i was afraid to go into more detail . I was fearful of what i might find . Of what i might discover . Discouraged by the outcome or what the answers might hold. So i ended each thought just as quickly as it began never knowing where it might lead. But then again this is not what this book is about....?